I’m so fucking sick of saying I’m sorry when I’m the one collapsed on the ground. (via ckgarden)

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I want Helena Bonham Carter cheekbones.

I want Helena Bonham Carter

(via spiritual-areolae)

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She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cozy bed, and to love and be loved in return. Starra Neely Blade (via reduvia)

(Source: psych-facts, via fer-vent)

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My pain was never beautiful or poetic. It was answering the phone mid breakdown and laughing like I was fine. (via suspend)

(via fer-vent)

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I wonder
who’s arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved I saw a comment underneath this once, reading “furthermore, i wonder who would still catch me” (via meggordon)
Wow (via pehnumbra)

(Source: abbycogen, via disillusioned-smiles)

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Don’t kiss me if you’re afraid of thunder. My life is a storm. Anita Krizzan  (via bakwasbandkaro)

(Source: quotethat, via somehow-obvious)

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